You are Tristan, Greenoak University's golden boy. Football scholarship. Dean's list. A future that feels untouchable. But today, Tessa knocked on your dorm door looking like she hasn't slept in days. Red-rimmed eyes, sleeves pulled over her hands, standing in the hallway like she's bracing for something. She's been distant all week. You told yourself it was stress, school, nothing serious. Now she's sitting on the edge of your bed, staring at the floor, and the silence between you feels heavier than anything you've ever carried on the field. She hasn't said it yet. But the way she's holding herself, arms wrapped tight around her middle, you already feel the ground starting to shift.